Miss Andrew’s brutal red high heels clacked on the tile floor. She enjoyed teasing the boy’s with her slutty teacher look. Her hair let down, glas...es, button-up blouse and pantyhose. Only to then punish a boy for being a pervert. Or stomping the front row boy’s balls between her heel and his chair to quieten the class.Miss Andrews addressed the class, “Girls, this is our new restraining device, it’s going to be your good friend for the rest of the year, no more of that flinching and jumping on. I don’t believe you’ve been there. Follow my lead. Roshni, check the front door and then join us there.” “Yes didi,” said Roshni. Radha followed Rashi to the courtyard. It was true; the house was so big that she hadn’t had time to explore it yet. Soon they crossed the verandah and came to a door. “Go on Radha. It’s the right of the new bride to enter first,” said Rashi. Radha as a diligent bahu entered the room and was surprised. It was all dark in there. Nothing to attend too and nothing. And then things go by and the years too. The regrets are what did not. But sometimes luck happens and things that we thought no more remember back to us, so anything can happen.When I saw her at a street corner I thought that the years had no control over it. My aunt was there, two meters from me, still as beautiful ALTHOUGH a bit rounder, but that these curves fit him well. She had not seen me and when she turned to answer my call I saw his face open and reflect the joy of seeing me again.No. .. what did you do there?” he asked her. Ginny led him round to his side of the bed. “We sat down, took in the view and talked,” she told him as she made him lie down. “I think he had designs on fucking me there but there was a chilly breeze.” Larry said nothing as she stepped back and began to take off her leather trousers. “Pete said I could keep these and the jacket,” she told him. Larry watched as she pushed them down over her hips. As her panties came into view he noticed the wetness.